Title: Taming the Prince
Characters: Prowl
Genre: Romance, Humour
Description: High lord Proton of Cybertron, has 3 different sons. Prince Smokescreen helps his dad, Prince Bluestreak prefers to stay in the garden and train, and Prince Prowl prefers sitting alone, and PAINT? Will a servant change Prowl into a prince of Love?
(Note: has no relations to my other stories, only mentions of Hydrid, Aqua, Proton, Smokescreen, Prowl and Bluestreak, and Jazz, nothing else!)
'...Blah...' Normal conversation
'...blah...' flashback talking
...blah... Thoughts aloud
'Sir, the princes have gone by, in a hurry! They must be searching for Jazz.'
'Good. I'll draw that autistic Prince away!' Rythm spoke into his comlink. He turned to his victim, grinning. 'So it seems Prowl still cares for you after all! Well he won't when I'm finished with him!'
'Ya ain't hurting Prowler!'
'Oh, I'm not hurting him physically, but emotionally!' Rythm smirked, and walked out the door, slamming it shut, turning the key in the hole.
Jazz looked around for a way out. He had to find Prowl fast to warn him.
Looking around, he found a small towbar (crowbar) and smiled. He picked it up, and looked around for a way out.
Finding an old boarded up window, he smashed the glass with the bar, and ripped at the boards.
Finally freeing the window, he realized he was quite a few feet from the ground. Landing on his feet was out of the question.
Jazz looked up and saw the outside railings around the window. Keeping the towbar with him incase of use, he grabbed the railings, and hoisted himself out the window, slipping and falling to the ground.
He landed on his back, but despite the rough landing, he quickly scurried to his feet, and ran off, far away from the house incase Rythm returned, and headed for his family's house, where he presumed he would find his dad.
Somewhere in Iacon...
The family, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe and Pop all split up to search for Jazz.
Prowl decided to split up and be on his own to search for Jazz.
It was at that point Sunstreaker and Sideswipe found him.
'We got news of Jazz!' Sideswipe said.
'We asked around, and someone mentioned of a visored mech dragged off towards a small hut!' Sunstreaker said.
'Let's go then!' Prowl ordered.
The Prince and twins ran through the streets towards the hut.
As soon as they left one of the streets, and entered another road, Jazz turned into the street the group were just in, and ran down a seperate turning. When Jazz left the street, Rythm entered the street, and walked down the street Jazz came from, heading back to the hut. Then another figure walks down the street, a fully loaded gun in his hand, searching down the streets, and walked down the street Jazz ran down.
Prowl and the twins reached the house, and noted the smashed upstairs window.
'Are you joking?' Prowl asked, looking at the unwashed, and rundown building.
The twins shook their head. 'This is the place we were told.'
Rythm approached the house, and gasped, giving himself a new fresh pose, to hide his shame. 'Prince Prowl? Your highness?'
The group turned around as Rythm approached.
'What are you doing here Rythm?' Prowl asked.
'I'm worried about Jazz too. I heard about his uncle's escape, and was worried about him. Do you know where he is?' Rythm asked, hiding his guilt.
'Bots said he was dragged here.' Sideswipe said.
'Seriously?' Rythm looked up and down at the rundown building. 'No one has lived here for megacycles.'
'A perfect place to be hiding.' Prowl said, and walked up to the house.
Rythm watched him, eager to know he wouldn't find Jazz upstairs, trapped.
The group entered the house, and searched all over.
'Jazz isn't here!' Rythm gasped to himself.
Without the others noticing, he ran out the door and down the street, anger building up inside him if he ever found Jazz.
Sunstreaker noticed the missing mech. 'Where's that mech?'
Prowl turned around. 'He fled! He's up to something!'
'Prowl!' Sideswipe called.
Prowl and Sunstreaker followed the call, to find Sideswipe in a ugly and filthy room, with a broken window in the corner, and boarders smashed on the floor. He was pointing to the energon drops on the window ledge.
Sideswipe pulled out a device, dipped a drop of the energon on the device, and tested it. 'It's definitely Jazz's energon. Jazz was here. This energon is fresh. Roughly here less than an hour!'
'Let's go!' Prowl was the first to rush outside the house, the twins followed close behind.
Away from the house...
Jazz had arrived at his dad's house, and knocked on the door.
No answer!
He knocked again! No answer!
Jazz ran around the house to the back door, and turned the door handle, rushing inside, and closing it behind him.
Rushing into the lounge, he collapsed on the metallic sofa, and caught his breath.
'Ah... av... ta find... Prowler! Fast!...'
Nearby...
Prowl and the twins had followed the energon drops down a street, and arriving at Pop's house.
'Pop's house!' Prowl noticed the features from what Pop had said earlier, and the description Jazz gave him of his house during the first few week of work. 'Surely Jazz would come here for shelter!'
'Do you think he's in?' Sideswipe asked.
'JAZZ!' Prowl called out.
Inside the house, Jazz sat up. Something called his name. He went to the window, and stared out, gasping.
'Prowler!' Jazz called back.
Prowl sat him in the window... 'Jazz...'
Jazz opened the door, closed it behind him, and ran into Prowl's arms!
'Jazz! I'm so sorry for everything that happened! Kicking you out, sending you away! Blaming you for cheating! Everything! I mean EVERYTHING! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!'
Jazz let the tears roll down his optics, and he rested his head over Prowl's spark. 'Ah missed ya Prowler... And Ah accept ya apology.'
They looked into each optics', before bringing their heads together, and joining their lips.
Sunstreaker and Sideswipe stared, opened mouthed, and covered their optics.
In the shadows, a figure moved. It stared at the group outside the house, and it drew out a gun!
Sideswipe turned at the sound of a gun clicking, and caught the shadow, and the gun! 'GUN!'
His twin, Prowl and Jazz turned as the mech stepped out the shadows.
'Keep away from my nephew!' the voice said.
'Uncle!' Jazz gasped.
OTHIA!
He raised his gun, and fired.
Prowl pushed Jazz away, and took the shot, as it impacted with his shoulder.
Sunstreaker and Sideswipe fell backwards, and got up to assist the Prince. But by then Othia had reached them.
He hit them both on the head with a metal object, knocking the twins out.
He then struck the Prince, and fired 4 more rounds, hitting his other shoulder, his face near his right optic, his knee joint, and his spark chamber. Prowl fell on the ground from the rounds shot into his armour, feeling the burning inside him. Othia had fired deadly shotgun rounds into him.
Othia grabbed Jazz round the neck, and dragged him away, as Prowl watched helplessly on the ground.
Othia had only managed to get a few feet, before a gun shot sounds.
Prowl gasped!
Othia looked down at his spark chamber, a huge hole in it, that you could see right through him.
Standing behind him was Rythm.
Othia dropped to his knees, and collapsed on the ground, in stasis lock.
Rythm picks Jazz up and holds his arm round his neck, pointing his gun at Prowl. 'I've got my prize! Now to kill the witness!'
Jazz struggled to break free from Rythm's grip. 'Ya leave Prowler outta thes!'
'Aww... So I'll enter my rounds into his spark, and burn it!' Rythm said. 'Thanks.' and he pulled the trigger.
The blast penetrated the Prince's armour, near his spark chamber.
'Any more requests?' Rythm asked Jazz. He smiled when Jazz shook his head.
'But I do!'
Rythm's smile faded at the sound of that voice, and turned around, a gun shot hits his shoulder, sending his backwards onto the ground. Jazz rips his arm away from his neck, catching his breath.
Proton, Pop, Smokescreen and Bluestreak ran towards them. Proton and Smokescreen dragged Rythm to his feet, Pop helped Jazz to his feet, and Bluestreak knelt down beside Othia, feeling for a pulse.
It was then that Othia jumped to his feet. He fired!
Bluestreak ducked, but the blast shot Pop in the spark chamber, sending him backwards, landing on his back.
Othia laughed evily, before collapsing on the ground, his body turned grey, no more breathing.
'Dad!' Jazz cried, kneeling beside his dad. He looked across the road. 'Prowler?'
The others all looked up as Sunstreaker and Sideswipe wrapped one of Prowl's arms around the shoulders, and helped the Prince to his feet, bringing him over to them, a huge puddle of energon trailed them.
Prowl looked up at Jazz, before falling limp in the twins' arms.
'Get an ambulance! NOW!' was the last voice Prowl heard...
Just what was Othia and Rythm getting themselves into. Shooting Prowl, threatening Jazz, and giving a final shot at Pop.
What is to become of the badly damaged Prince? And what of Rythm's sentence in court? And what's Jazz's news to Prowl? Read on to find out.
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